Thursday, November 06, 2003

I want what's yours
And I'd give anything...

For all the boys on the radio.

Alright maybe not... But i'd like to feel that way too.

Crashing and burning isn't exactly my idea of a good healthy self. I think I'm still on the way.
I hope so.

In your endless summer night
I'll be on the other side
When the water is too deep
I will ease your suffering
When the glitter fades in morning
Turn away and you will find my empty eyes
Your beauty blinds



I know that you're rotten to the core...

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